The boxing champion was Cambodian and could not understand what Morais was saying, but he could clearly feel the murderous intent in the other's eyes.
He didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly put on his brass knuckles.
Mo Laishi walked towards the boxing champion step by step.
The boxing champion wanted to strike first, so he punched Morais in the face.
If an ordinary person were hit head-on by this punch weighing a thousand pounds, his entire face would probably be sunken.
But Morais did not stop, he just tilted his head slightly and easily avoided the thundering punch.
Then he pulled out a silver needle and pierced Quan Ba's body.
Seeing that his punch missed, the boxing champion continued to punch again.
Morais still dodged it easily and continued to stab Quan Ba in the gaps.
In this way, the boxing champion kept swinging his punches, while Morais kept dodging and even stabbing him with needles from time to time.
Only after inserting twenty-eight needles did Mo Laishi stop.
"Okay, the preparations are done, it's time to let you experience the pain of hell." Morais smiled at Quan Ba.
But when Quan Ba saw this smile, it made him feel cold all over.
"What did you do to me?" Ong Bak asked in English.
"You'll know soon." Morales answered his question in English.
Then Morais stopped dodging passively and took the initiative to move forward and punched the boxing champion in the abdomen.
The seemingly ordinary punch made the boxing champion's legs tremble.
An unprecedented pain rushed straight to the top of his head, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot.
It’s not that Quan Ba didn’t want to scream, but the pain made it impossible for him to even scream.
I saw him covering his stomach with his hands, then he fell to his knees, unable to move.
But when his knees touched the ground, another piercing pain rushed into his brain, causing him to instinctively shed tears and snot.
"I just amplified the pain you feel throughout your body three hundred times. This means that now, even if a gust of wind blows through your body, you will suffer pain that ordinary people cannot endure."
"And you won't faint, so just watch and feel what it means to be worse than death." Morales continued to explain to Ong Bak in English.
But to the boxing champion, these words sounded like the devil's verdict.
Morais grabbed Quan Ba's hair and pulled hard, and a bunch of hair with blood-red scalp was pulled out.
The boxing champion's eyes bulged out in pain, and his eyeballs almost fell out.
But this is just the beginning.
Morais patiently stripped the boxer's hair one clump at a time, and then broke his fingers one by one.
Even if the pain was not magnified three hundred times, a normal person would find it difficult to endure such torture, let alone the boxing master at this moment.
At this time, Quan Ba was already unconscious due to the pain, but he still shouted with all his strength: "Kill... Kill... me!"
"Want to die? It's not that easy. I told you I'd make your life worse than death. Even if you want to die, it's hard."
"If you want to kill me, you can come at me. Why did you kill innocent people? This family could have lived happily, but because of you, they were killed. People like you don't deserve forgiveness."
As he spoke, Morales broke Quan Ba's arm again, and the bone pierced through the skin directly.
While Mo Laishi hated the other person, he actually hated himself as well.
If it weren't for me, this family of four wouldn't have suffered such misfortune.
Therefore, he is now more venting his anger towards himself.
Five minutes later, the boxing champion was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, his limbs ruthlessly broken.
In the end, he died suddenly because the pain exceeded the human limit.
But Morais still had a gloomy face and said into the intercom: "The second killer has been killed by me. You come up and clear the area."
After saying that, Mo Laishi left the house without looking back.
…………
East City Pedestrian Street.
The last B-level killer poison insect was moving among the crowd.
He wore a hood, completely concealing his face, but his eyes kept wandering among the crowd.
At this time, a white-haired young man was walking towards him, and Du Chong recognized at a glance that the other party was the target of this assassination.
"Aren't you looking for me? I came here directly to avoid wasting everyone's time." Morais said coldly, looking at the venomous insect in front of him with a look of surprise.
The poisonous insect reacted quickly and threw three poison darts without any further ado.
These poison darts are coated with deadly poison.
Even an elephant would die within a minute if struck by one of these poison darts.
Moreover, these venoms can penetrate the skin, so you cannot catch them with your hands.
But this is a busy pedestrian street. If Morais dodges, these poison darts will definitely hurt innocent passers-by.
A cruel grin appeared on the corner of the poisonous insect's mouth. He wanted to see what choice Morais would make.
As a result, at this critical moment, Morais used both hands to quickly catch the three poison darts.
"Hahaha, idiot! You have been poisoned and you will soon die in pain." The poisonous insect laughed sinisterly.
"Really? Then why am I fine?" Morais smiled playfully, and at the same time he raised his hand holding the poison dart and waved it in front of the poisonous insect.
how so?
Only then did Du Chong realize that something was wrong.
Normally, Morais's hand should have started to fester due to contact with the venom on the poison dart.
But those hands were still so white and slender, without even a trace of redness or swelling.
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